Chapter 1: Eastern Wilderness, Northern Region, Lucky Boy Eastern Wasteland, Northern Territory. Desolate land, red soil, reddish-brown rocks...Here, desolation and loneliness are eternal topics. The Golden Crow Sun was raised high, releasing vast solar essence, which collided with the remaining moonlight from the night. The yin and yang combined to produce misty purple air. Many practitioners whose practices were related to the Purple Qi Coming from the East got up early, preparing to capture the first ray of the Purple Qi Coming from the East and refine it into their bodies to improve their cultivation. But some monks are different. They have no human rights. They work hard deep in the mines all day long. They are... the miners of the Northern Territory. In the empty and desolate land, there are many stone houses with shadowy figures between them. They are all mortals who have come here from thousands of miles away to mine. A dark-skinned young man, wearing coarse clothes, carrying a hoe, his delicate facial features were not conspicuous under his dark skin, but his eyes were particularly special, bright and restrained. At first glance, they looked very ordinary, but if you stare closely, you will find that those eyes are particularly warm and look very comfortable. In front of the boy is an endless land, bare and empty. Emptiness and desolation are the themes here.
It can be said that this is a barren land, an uninhabited area without any life. But there are rumors that this place once had colorful flowers, lush vegetation, and that there was a tangible essence flowing between heaven and earth. However, everyone who has been here has sneered at it. But... Qin Tian knew that these were all true. At least...it used to be true. It's just that times have changed. A supreme holy emperor passed away here, and the violent fluctuations of the Dao changed the rules of the Dao, making the environment of this area more changeable. From the ancient times to the ancient times, the laws of the Dao remained unchanged for millions of years, always suppressing the vitality of this place. The essence that originally permeated the heaven and earth was buried deep underground. Over time, it eventually formed source mines. Therefore, the source stone produced here has become a battleground for all the major holy places, causing countless bloodshed and chaos. As for why Qin Tian knew it so clearly. Because he is a time traveler from another world, some stories from this world are written into novels in his world. As for how Qin Tian traveled through time, that’s another old story. An old-fashioned orphanage, an old-fashioned dump truck, and with a bang, Qin Tian traveled through time. In this life, after experiencing life and death and solving the mystery in the womb, I realized what kind of world I had come to. Ascend the road to the sky, step on the song line, snap your fingers to cover the sky. This is a wonderful, yet cruel world. For the strong, they are eternal and immortal. All the ways follow their thoughts. They can strike the nine heavens above and shake the ten earths below, and they are invincible from ancient times to the present. But... for the weak, it is cruel. Struggling to survive in the world is just an embellishment of the prosperous world created by the strong. For example, him in this life. Qin Tian’s identity in this life is not good, but it is not too bad either.
Possessing the aptitude to practice cultivation, he surpassed 99% of the world's people from the very beginning. I was picked up and brought to the mountains by my master in this life when I was young. He has lived two lives as a human being. Although he has lost his memory due to reincarnation and has no special physique, he is spiritual in his practice. Finally, he was chosen as a fairy seedling in a small cave. If he practiced step by step like this, perhaps one day he would become an almighty Four Great Emperor. But everything was broken when he was eight years old. Bandits broke through the mountain gate, killed the sect leader, burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. The master who treated him as his own son also died in that battle disaster. Under great sorrow. His memories of his past life were awakened, but Qin Tian himself lost consciousness due to the memory shock. When he woke up, Qin Tian had been sold to the Northern Territory by horse bandits and went to the fields to dig for source stones. The excavation took three years. ...Qin Tian carried a hoe and came to the entrance of the source mine. Unlike the barren land in other areas, this place is full of vitality and is extremely lush. Ancient trees are towering, hundreds of meters high, like hills, with branches stretching towards the sky. Ancient vines are like coiled dragons climbing all over the cliffs. This area is covered with profound array patterns, which condense the power of mountains, rivers and the earth, and guard the source area of the Yaoguang Holy Land. In front of the entrance to the mining area, a miner was hung up. Drops of blood fell from the wound onto the ground, forming a pool of blood. A middle-aged man dressed as a steward was wielding a whip with divine power. Every time he whipped, the skin and flesh would be torn apart. When he was tired, he stopped and said, "I tell you, all the resources in this mining area belong to the Yaoguang Holy Land." "You are just a bunch of coolies, responsible only for mining. No one can touch the owner's things." "This is the fate of all thieves." The manager pointed at the hung miner and cursed, "Damn it, you actually dared to hide a one-pound piece of alien source. You simply don't want to live." Alien source. When I was reading novels in my previous life, Ye Fan could cut out a hundred kilograms of alien source by casually cutting a piece of stone. A hundred kilograms of alien source was only the size of a fist. A pound of alien source is only the size of a fingernail, and even a piece of alien source the size of a fingernail is enough to take a person's life. "Listen, if I find anyone stealing public resources again, this will be the end!" said the middle-aged monk, holding a whip and pointing at the miners hanging in the air. "Now, let's go down to the mines!" Qin Tian and others entered the mine and exchanged with the previous group of people. The magic mirror hanging high at the door was shining with divine light all the time. Countless words were floating on the mirror surface, as if reflecting the boundless void. It could also reflect the human body and leave Yuan nowhere to hide. The Originium Mine is not a large underground tunnel, but has countless branches, just like human capillaries. The sources are scattered and buried among the rocks, similar to pearls. Originally they were just ordinary rocks, but under the increasing erosion of the essence, they gradually changed their properties and were wrapped by the essence, eventually forming the source. Therefore, if you want to mine source stones, you need to mine along the direction of the flow of the earth's essence. However, the distribution of the earth's essence is intricate and complex, and even a powerful person cannot fully grasp it. In this way, there are mining slaves who cast a wide net to catch more fish. Qin Tian avoided the main force, walked and stopped, followed his intuition to move deeper, and finally stopped at a branch, with the hair on his head standing up: "This is it!"
Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, the inspectors from Yaoguang Holy Land did not see this place. Qin Tian dug down with his hoe, and a divine light shot up straight up. The divine light was dazzling, and everything in sight was crystal clear. The dark place where one cannot see one's finger in front of one's face was all dyed with golden light, and even the mud and sand became sacred, as if one was in a holy place of Buddhism, full of colorful lights and sparkling crystal clearness. The light is bright and the sacred aura rises to the sky, making people's pores relax and their whole body feel comfortable, as if being embraced by fairy spirit. "Sure enough, if I follow my intuition, I won't go wrong by choosing this path. I'm so lucky." Qin Tian carefully took out the divine source and held it in his palm. At this moment, all the pores on his body opened up, and the most original essence of heaven and earth entered his body, making him feel comfortable all over. This is the divine source. Even before it is refined, people can already feel its uniqueness. Just by capturing a little bit of the original essence leaked out from the divine source, Qin Tian had the urge to break through to the life fountain. The sea of suffering is shaking, and in the lifeless sea of death, the Wheel of Life is being excavated. A glimmer of life is about to be born, and it is promoted to the second small realm of the secret realm of the Sea of Wheels. But he was suppressed by Qin Tian. "No, it's not the right time yet." Qin Tian murmured in a low voice. In order to prevent someone from absorbing the source in the source mine, not only are there internal personnel monitoring, but the realms of the monks before and after entering and leaving are also recorded. Once someone breaks through the current realm, he will be beaten and killed without any distinction. The divine source is different from other sources. It contains life essence and divine substances. It can even enhance the origin of living beings and sublime the qualifications of cultivators. There is a saying circulating in the mining area. As long as you dig up a piece of divine source, your life will change. Immediately become an outer disciple of Yaoguang Holy Land, and then... continue to dig for the source. After all, there are not many miners who can dig out the divine source, so naturally they should be used in the place where they are most suitable, such as digging the source. "Sure enough, my method is correct. As the ceremony progresses, my luck is also rising. It is common for me to pick up the divine source when I go out." Qin Tian was very happy and squinted his eyes. “If I continue like this, maybe before long my luck will be on par with my son Wang Teng, the former protagonist.” Qin Tian smiled happily. The knowledge from his previous life is his most precious wealth. He can find some unknown secrets from it and get good fortune. For example, the ritual for improving one's own luck was something he developed bit by bit through experimentation. (End of this chapter)